lotus flower painting

lotus flower painting
flower field painting
flower painting rose
red flower painting
Canon Pennyfather, fortified by breakfast, wanderedacross the lounge, remembered to leave his key at the desk, pushed his way through theswinging doors, and was neatly inserted into a taxi by the Irish commissionaire whoexisted for this purpose.
　　"Where to, sir?"
　　"Oh dear," said CanonPennyfather in sudden dismay. "Now let me see – where was I going?"
　　The traffic in Pond Street was held up for someminutes whilst Canon Pennyfather and the commissionaire debated this knotty point.
　　Finally Canon Pennyfather had a brainwave and thetaxi was directed to go the British Museum.The commissionaire was left on the pavement with abroad grin on his face, and since no other exits seemed to be taking place, he strolled alittle way along the fa?ade of the hotel whistling an old tune in a muted matter.